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 Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2012 11:18 am
Another night at the Stardust Club, and another performance by the almost-locally-famous Teddiursa, Jayme, would be enjoyed by the usual crowd. It was about thirty minutes until show time and everything was ready and in its place... except one missing microphone, Jayme's. Normally this would not be an issue, except that the Teddiursa's personal mic was conveniently the only one that was in working order at the club. Needless to say that not only was the tech guy running around like a chicken with its head cut off, but so was the rest of staff (that wasn't busy with customers). Not to mention that this was just one more thing to go missing in the club.
Lately, there had been a string of items that'd gone missing, only to show up in the most random of places. One night, some of the clothes for the various acts had been hung from the cobweb-ridden chandeliers in the show area. But when the security cameras were reviewed, they'd actually gone to static from the time there was nothing there, to the time where the clothes were hanging. People were starting to say the old club was haunted. But at least everything that went missing, eventually turned up... except for the alcohol. That just disappeared. Still, with all that was happening, the owner didn't seem to see a reason for better, more up-to-date security cameras or better locks on all the doors (except the ones to the outside).
With all the hustle and bustle that was going one, it was a surprise that anyone could sneak in unnoticed. But, obviously someone had; this was evident by the missing microphone and by a giant, oddly-marked Banette doll that had appeared in Jayme's dressing room. No note, but it sat in the corner of the room, that creepy stare and zipper-mouthed smile.
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2012 10:31 am
"God damnit! Someone find that ******** mic already!" Reese bellowed at the crew running around searching every where for the missing piece of equipment, under things, in things. No luck.
Jayme was pacing his dressing room nervously, only half dressed at this point. What was the point if they couldn't locate his mic? No one in the club would hear him anyhow. The fact that Reese had let the place fall so far into disrepair...it was disheartening. His dressing room was about the only place in good order and cobweb free. He kept it that way. Reese didn't care about the rest of the club, and neither did the customers.
They had drinks, they had entertainment, and they thought the rest added to the ambiance. There was a sigh as he continued his pacing a loud banging on the door, and it swinging open, his body guard standing there with a raised brow.
"Get yer ********' clothes on already kid." "Help me lace my dress. I can't reach and everyone else is busy." "Seriously? What the ******** do I look like to yeh? A ********> "Please Urban?" " "Thanks."
Jayme turned and the Aggron stepped closer, his fingers tugging on the laces on Jayme's dress a soft 'ulp' from him at the tug, the taller man so close to him somewhat unsettling since it was unusual in this context. Finally he felt the last of it being tugged tightly, and tied up, and another yelp from him as this time Urban swatted his a**.
"Finish up, I'll get back to helpin' with the search for the missing mic. Yeh can't go on stage without it." "I know." He looked worried again, and Urban gave a light smile.
"Yeh look nervous. Go on over to the sofa, lay down a little. Relax kid. Yeh'll be fine, really." "Thanks Urban." "Yeah, yeah." he waved a hand and the door clicked shut as he wandered off, bellowing again. "The kid needs that ********' mic! Find it already fer ******** sake!"
He couldn't help the light laugh that came from him before he moved over to his sofa and sat down on it, before finally pulling up his legs and stretching out some, looking at the doll sitting in the corner of the room once more.
"Really wonder where that came from. Still, it's kind of neat in a creepy way. I should really take it home, and not leave it here at the club." He gave a light yawn, and his eyes closed as he focused on breathing evenly, though it wasn't long till he'd dozed off slightly, lulled by the sounds of everyone running around looking, Reese and Urban bellowing for the mic to be found, a faint smile gracing his lips.
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Posted: Wed Oct 31, 2012 2:45 pm
A soft thud came from the end of the couch Jayme had been resting on, accompanied with a quiet groan. The large Banette doll seemed to have slipped, it now lying face-first on the floor, but surely the groan had come from outside the room. The doll looked to be in a very awkward position now, it's butt still on the floor, bent at the waist, its big head and "hair" on the ground.
What was behind the, now slumping, Banette was a microphone. It looked like Jayme's, but whoever would put it there? And was Jayme's dressed now untied? What was going on?
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Posted: Wed Oct 31, 2012 2:54 pm
Jayme's half dozed state was interrupted by the thump and groan and he sat up curiously blinking his eyes and rubbing at them as he looked around. He saw the Banette doll flopped over and he eased to his feet, not realizing immediately that his dress had indeed come untied.
It wasn't until he bent over at the waist to right the doll that he saw his microphone for one. "Oh! What's this doing here?" he reached for his mic then, a relieved sigh coming from him. Though as he bent, the dress slipped down on him, and he gasp. "Oh gosh, I must've shifted the stays loose. Urban's going to be mad when I ask him to redo them..."
He sounded genuinely concerned about this fact as he pulled his dress up properly, then shifted the doll so it was sitting back up. "I may not be able to take you home after all...so big I can't carry you, and I doubt Urban would. Oh well. You can stay here, kind of nice having you around." he smiled lightly as he straightened the Banette then moved to the door of his dressing room intending to call out he'd found his mic.
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2012 2:48 pm
A faint, ghostly cackle seemed to waft through the air as Jayme's dress fell, but it was gone as soon as it'd started. Another weird occurrence happened when the Teddiursa was lifting the Banette back into place. One of the massive hands of the doll seemed to have grabbed his butt as he had the lifeless form slumped over his shoulder. Certainly this was all just do to nerves, but that smile seemed to have gotten larger.
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2012 8:31 am
He heard the cackle, but he ignored it thinking it was just nerves and nothing more. He had to be imagining it...and wait...was the doll grabbing his butt? Nooo...it was his imagination, and his nerves. That's it! He got the doll righted, and blinked seeing the larger smile, shaking his head.
"I'm losing it..." words muttered softly, and there he went opening the dressing room door. "I found my microphone! It fell behind the doll!" Suddenly Reese was there looking livid and he stepped into the room. "You just happened to find it behind the doll? You said you'd looked in here." "I had Reese but I.." "But nothing! I think you're being lazy, don't want to sing, is that it?" "No Reese I.." "What? You what Jayme? Want to go back out on the street?"
He had the Teddiursa backed into a corner at this point and was towering over him yelling in his face, the small Poketeen cowering and shaking his head back and forth. There was a whimper from him as he felt Reese's fingers tracing over his shoulder. "Very nice...very nice..." "Reese please.." "Oh you don't need to ask Jayme...it's my pleasure..." his voice had gone from top of his lungs yelling, to oily smooth and Jayme felt like he'd be sick.
So he was relieved when the door came open and in whirled Urban. "C'mon kid, get your a** movin' you got just a couple minutes to get your a** on the stage." and ignoring Reese he tugged Jayme out of the corner, spun him tightened the laces once again, gentler this time, and of all things touched up the teens hair and makeup before holding out a glass of water. "Drink, and knock 'em dead."
Reese had glowered at Urban but stalked out during all this, and once the door clicked shut Urban growled. "That man is up to no good. You okay kid?" Jayme looked thoughtful but finally nodded. "We need to get you the ******** outta this predicament." words muttered.
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 6:27 pm
"I could've told you that," an eerily deep voice came from the corner of the room that the doll'd been sitting in. It'd spoken in response to Urban's comment. A dark mist, cold to touch and gave you the chills just to look at, wafted from the now unzipped mouth of the Banette as it stood, that grin only growing wider. It was like something from a horror movie. When it stood at full height, it was over six foot tall and looked far creepier than when it'd been sitting in the corner.
"I swear I didn't think he'd ever leave so I could talk to you two alone." The Banette stretched, sounding like the of straining fabric. Smacking it's "lips," the metal of its zipper mouth clicking together. "Anyway," it looked instantly bored now, "I know who you two are, and I have a feeling you'll be getting over the shock and come swinging at me-" It'd pointed at Urban, halting its speech and ducking, expecting a punch to be thrown, then vanishing into the shadows, only to appear behind Jayme, a large, frigid hand on each shoulder. "Don't let the big meanie hurt me!" it whispered in a falsely innocent voice as it "hid" behind the Teddiursa.
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Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2012 9:30 pm
Jayme's eyes widened in shock at the new voice in the room, but Urban looked mostly unphased, almost as if he'd expected that, or something similar anyhow. Then again short of showing boredom, or animosity, the Aggron teen didn't show much else in terms of emotions, so who knew, maybe he really was surprised.
"S...standing!! Talking..." Jayme was obviously very surprised, especially as his eyes widened and his head tipped back some to look up at the Banette, watching as Urban, as the Banette predicted, took a swing at him, only to vanish.
"Where'd ya go ********> "C...c-cold!!!" the question overlapped with the yelp of surprise from Jayme to feel such cold on his shoulders suddenly, his eyes growing wider as he realized the Banette was behind him!
"Alright so yeh know who we are, but who the flyigng feck are yeh!? Urban was stalking closer, and Jayme could tell he was pissed. When he was truly pissed off that slight accent the teen had surfaced, though it was generally hidden well enough. "Get yer hands offa him already would yeh? Talk fast, they're gonna come get him in just a few minutes to put him on that damned stage again. Who are yeh, and why haven't yeh said anything to us till now?"
Urban looked to Jayme who was sort of pale for a Teddiursa, and it worried him, and he reached out to the teen who gave a wane smile. "I'm okay. Just cold, and very, very confused as to what's going on...the doll isn't a doll it's alive...and..." a shake of his head as he tried to make sense of it all at this point. What was going on?
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2012 9:10 pm
"Although I appreciate calling me a doll," he smirked and ran a finger across the shoulders of the Teddiursa as he floated off a bit. "You ain't so bad lookin' yerself, kid." He chuckled and lounged in the air, arms behind his head. "Name's Ghede, an' let's say I'm your.. well, Guardian Angel's a bit much really; and I'd prefer to be the devil on your shoulder any day." He laughed at his own joke, more dark mist pouring out of his mouth. "I'm here to-" A knock came on the door, cutting him short. "Well, s**t, this'll have wait. I'll talk to ya after the show." He grinned and sank into the shadows on the floor. "Knock 'em dead." he managed before disappearing.
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 11:10 pm
Jayme couldn't help a slight shiver at the finger running over his shoulder, eyes still rather wide from shock, who could blame him! What he thought was a doll was apparently alive and moving! Urban was watching him with a suspicious look on his face, and really who could blame him. After all this was a giant damned Banette to begin with! "C'mon kid, get yer a** in gear and go knock 'em dead."Jayme nodded, grabbed his mic, took a deep breath, and he was off then with Urban leading the way to the stage, and he stepped out right on cue and broke into his song, noting that his backup singer was out there, giving a smile to the teen who barely acknowledged him, and he swallowed a little, having momentarily forgotten that Zevian despised him no matter how well they sang together. Just do your thang honey!
I could feel it from the start,
Couldn't stand to be apart.
Something about you caught my eye,
Something moved me deep inside!
Don't know what you did boy but
You had it and I've been hooked ever since.
I told my mother, my brother, my sister and my friend
I told the others, my lovers, both past and present tense.
Everytime I see you everything starts making sense.
Just do your thang honey!
Ain't no other man, can stand up next to you
Ain't no other man on the planet does what you do
(what you do).
You're the kinda guy, a girl finds in a blue moon.
You got soul, you got class.
You got style with your bad a** - oh yeah!
Ain't no other man its true - all right -
Ain't no other man but you.
Just do your thang honey!
Never thought I'd be all right. No, no, no!
Till you came and changed my life. Yeah, yeah, yeah!
What was cloudy now is clear! Yeah, yeah!
You're the light that I needed.
You got what I want boy, and I want it!
So keep on givin' it up!
Tell your mother, your brother, your sister, and your friend.
And the others, your lovers, better not be present tense.
Cause I want everyone to know that you are mine and no one else's!
Oooooooo, oh!
Ain't no other man, can stand up next to you
Ain't no other man on the planet does what you do
(what you do).
You're the kinda guy, a girl finds in a blue moon.
You got soul, you got class.
You got style your bad a** - oh yeah!
Ain't no other man it's true - all right -
Ain't no other man but you.
Break it down now!
Ain't no other, ain't, ain't no other! (other)
Ain't no other, ain't, ain't no other LOVER!
Ain't no other, I, I, I need no other!
Ain't no other man but you!
Ohhhh!
You are there when I'm a mess
Talk me down from every ledge
Give me strength, boy you're the best
You're the only one who's ever passed every test
Ain't no other man, can stand up next to you
Ain't no other man on the planet does what you do
(what you do).
You're the kinda guy, a girl finds in a blue moon.
(You're the kinda guy, a girl finds oooo yeahh)
You got soul, you got class.
You got style your bad a** - oh yeah!
Ain't no other man it's true - all right -
Ain't no other man but you.
And now I'm tellin' you, so ain't no other man but you.
Ain't no other man, can stand up next to you
Ain't no other man on the planet does what you do
(what you do).
You're the kinda guy, a girl finds in a blue moon.
You got soul, you got class.
You got style your bad a** - oh yeah!
Ain't no other man it's true - all right -
Ain't no other man but you.
They ran few several more songs, and then Jayme was off stage after five or so songs, and Zevian took over then, while Jayme was escorted back to his room, where he drank down a bottle of water more than a little thirsty, Urban in the room, and leaning against the dressing room door. "Good job kid, you knocked 'em dead. Now, lets gets you changed and outta here."
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2012 4:49 pm
"I am inclined to agree with our fine piece of temperamental steel here." Ghede's voice preceded his appearance. His face showed, eyes opening and zippered grin shining from a shadow on the wall. He stepped out, his form seemed like it was tugging at the shadow itself. He shook, like he'd just emerged from water and was shaking the liquid off.
"I s'pose it's not the best to talk here anyway." He glanced at the door, then at Urban. "I'll meetcha at your place." He vanished again. He was having too much fun with this.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2012 7:38 pm
Urban actually laughed at that one. "Tempered steel." he liked that actually. He couldn't help a wink at Ghede then, though he raised a brow. "You know where I live....alright..."
He undid Jayme's ties on the dress, and stayed there with his back turned as he went about changing into a less fancy outfit, shoes changed from those ankle breaking heels, so more modest flats, and Urban put on Jayme's coat and pulled up the hood.
"Alright just keep walking and don't stop no matter what kid." "Okay Urban."
Urban got them through the club and out a back door without being spotted, though just barely, and hustled them through the streets. As big as Urban was, most people didn't try to mess with them or the even look at the petite thing at his side except in a surprised way at the height difference between them.
Urban fished out his keys and flipped on lights, wandering through his apartment till it was blazing with light, and Jayme was taking his cloak off and hanging it up, sighing softly before he took a seat on the couch.
"Do you think he'll really show up Urban?"
"I'd be surprised if he didn't kid. Wonder what he wants.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2012 9:43 pm
A cold, three-fingered hand emerged from under the couch, the air in the area turning frigid. It gripped the floor and pulled the form of the massive Banette into view. It was something out of a horror film. Once he was completely free of the small space (he shouldn't have been able to fit under), he stood to his full height and dusted himself off. "You should really clean under there," he remarked after unzipping his mouth; the black energy escaping. "Also, would it kill ya to leave me an easier entrance?" He was speaking to Urban, but not looking at him. Instead he was walking around, picking up things, looking at them, then setting them back down. He was waiting for Jayme to come out of the fright-induced coma he was most likely in. He put a remote down after fiddling around with it and poked at Jayme. "Yo, kid, ya okay?" His grin didn't falter through all this.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2012 9:55 pm
Jayme was shivering before Ghede came into view, and Urban caught that, tossing a blanket to him, which he'd been in the middle of wrapping around himself when that hand came out from under the couch, his eyes widening, a soft whimper from his throat, a harder shiver coming from him as Ghede managed to get out from under the couch.
Urban turned with a blink, seeing Jayme sitting there stock still and scared, and he sighed some moving across the room about the time Ghede poked at Jayme, who finally reacted with a "GAH!" which honestly made Urban smile a little.
"Yeah I'll get right on that whole easier entrance thing." he rolled his eyes, and dropped to sit by Jayme, an arm curling around his shoulder and holding him close to calm him. "So, you're obviously interested in the kid for a reason. Lets hear it."
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2012 11:04 pm
"He's nice to look at and has a good voice" Ghede replied flatly. He crossed his arms and picked his feet off the ground, now floating. It was a bit before he said anything else and it seemed like he was waiting for Urban to begin before cutting him off and speaking to Jayme. "No, in all seriousness, you should probably leave that club as soon as possible. If you haven't noticed, that sleeze of a boss of yours installed cameras in all the wrong places." He turned so he was now lounging on his side, in the middle of the air. "Dunno if you've noticed, but there's one in your dressing room." He looked and sounded bored as he spoke. "Don't worry, he hasn't caught anything but static, thanks to yours truly." He grinned broadly and bowed his head briefly. "But, I tell you what, he's going to get to a point where I'm not going to be able to save you... and neither will that hunk of metal." He pointed at Urban.
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